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Song of the River 



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CHARLES KINGSLEY 



ILLUSTRATED 



BOSTON 

PUBLISHED BY ESTES AND LAURIAT 

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OCT 13 1887' 



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By Estes and Lauriat 



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Drawn and Engraved under the Supervision of 
GEORGE T. ANDREW. 

" Play by me, mother and child " W. L. Taylor. 

" By laughing shallow and dreaming pool " . Chas. Copeland. 

" By shining shingle and foaming wear " Geo. A. Tccl. 

"Under the crag where the ouzel sings" .... y. D. Woodward. 

"And the ivied wall where the church-bell rings" . y. D. Woodward. 

" Undefiled, for the undefiled ; play by me, bathe in 

me, mother and child " H. Winthrop Peirce. 

"By the smoky town in its murky cowl" .... W. L. Taylor. 

" By wharf and sewer and slimy bank " y. D. IVoodward. 

" Darker and darker the further I go, baser and 

baser the richer I grow " C. Hirschberg. 

" Shrink from me, turn from me, mother and child," W. St. 'y. Harper. 

" Strong and free, strong and free ; the floodgates 

are open, away to the sea" y. D. Woodward. 



"Cleansing my streams as I hurry along" .... J. D. Woodward. 

"To the golden sands, and the leaping bar, and the 

taintless tide that awaits me afar" .... W. L. Taylor. 

" As I lose myself in the infinite main " W. F. Halsall. 

" Undented for the undented ; play by me, bathe in 

me, mother and child " H. Winthrop Peirce. 

Decorative drawings by H. P. Barnes. 




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r^LEAR and cool, clear and cool, 

By laughing shallow, and dreaming pool ; 
Cool and clear, cool and clear, 
By shining shingle, and foaming wear; 
Under the crag where the ouzel sings, 
And the ivied wall where the church-bell rings, 

Undented, for the undented; 
Play by me, bathe in me, mother and child. 

Dank and foul, dank and foul, 
By the smoky town in its murky cowl ; 

Foul and dank, foul and dank, 
By wharf and sewer and slimy bank; 
Darker and darker the further I go, 
Baser and baser the richer I grow; 

Who dare sport with the sin-defiled ? 
Shrink from me, turn from me, mother and child. 

Strong and free, strong and free; 
The floodgates are open, away to the sea. 

Free and strong, free and strong, 
Cleansing my streams as I hurry along 
To the golden sands, and the leaping bar, 
And the taintless tide that awaits me afar, 
As I lose myself in the infinite main, 
Like a soul that has sinned and is pardoned again. 

Undented, for the undented ; 
Play by me, bathe in me, mother and child. 



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By laughing shallow, and dreaming 
pool ; 




Cool and clear, cool and clear, 
By shining shingle, and foaming weAr; 








Under the crag where the ouzel sings, 




And the ivied wall where the church-bell rings, 







Undefiled, for the undefiled ; 
Play by me, bathe in me, mother and child. 




Dank and foul, dank and foul, 
By the smoky town in its murky cowl; 




Foul and dank, foul and dank, 
By wharf and sewer and slimy bank; 




Darker and darker the further I go, 
Baser and baser the richer I grow; 




Who dare sport with the sin-defiled? 
Shrink from me, turn from me, mother and child. 




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The floodgates are open, away to the sea. 




Free and strong, free and strong, 
Cleansing my streams as I hurry along 




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To the golden sands, and the leaping bar, 
And the taintless tide that awaits me afar 





As I lose myself in the infinite main, 

Like a soul that has sinned and is pardoned again. 



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